Prithvy, my son wakes me up daily morning with his pleasant hugs and wet licky kisses and sometimes,razor sharp tooth bites. He makes monosyllabic sounds which sound like music to my ears. He is an early riser but lazes around in the bed with me till 8am as Mansi goes to the gym at 7am.
Chaitra has become big and sleeps in her own room. She is becoming independent now.
As soon as Mansi comes, I rush to dress up for my tennis sessions. During this period, Prithvy watches me with a keen eye but quietly.When I wear my cap, Prithvy goes berserk. he quits his feeds and just starts bawling and shrieking. He wants to come with me.He crawls up to me and pleads with his eyes to take him along. I give in and take him in my arms.
He becomes pacified and starts smiling waving his arms in joy. He plants an extra kiss on my ever ready cheeks. He fidgets with my cap as I take him down the elevator. He bangs his small arms against the steel doors of the elevator as he is not able to contain his joy.
We have a small play park in our campus, I promptly sit on the swing, taking him in my lap and swing slowly. All the time, he watches me smiling and in amazement. His day is made. I also make him sit on the mini slide and see him scared, not letting go of the side railings. We literally slide him manually on the slide. After some time, his care taker maid comes down with the pram and takes over from me.
I wave him good bye.
He does not cry this time.
He is satiated now.
I can see a twinkle in his eyes.
Maybe, he knows, that daddy may come home at unpredictable times when he is sleeping.
He has started getting acclimatized to his daddy's work schedule.
The morning is his rightful share of time.
This morning bonding will be the platform of a symbiotic father son relationship in the years to come.
So,when my tennis coach asks me the reason for my late arrival to the court, I smile and don't say a word.
I adjust my fidgeted cap and play along.
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